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But first they had a report to deliver to their president.

Once it was done he would have a shower and change his clothes.

And then, finally, he would go home.

Home to his old lady and his son.

Home to his family

FORTY THREE

Lucky

Riding up their long drive overhung by trees draped in Spanish moss Lucky made mental notes on how to further secure their property. When his old lady insisted on only looking at properties surrounded by high walls he thought she was being paranoid. Now he was fucking grateful she had. They had the high walls but he would see about heightening it with spikes, plus he would be adding more cameras to eliminate all blind spots. The other thing they needed was a safe room, maybe even two, one upstairs and another downstairs. He’ll ask Breaker’s advice with that.

His brain was churning with plans as he rode up to find several bikes and three cages parked in front of his garage. He recognised two of the cages, they belonged to Frankie and Asa, but not the third one. Lure and Dive’s bikes were parked next to the one he was loaning Rider.

He parked next to them then headed towards the sound of voices coming from the back of the house.

A flash at the corner of his eye had him glancing over and one of Asa’s men stepped from behind a tree gave him a chin lift then disappeared back into the shrubbery. His old lady wasn’t going to like it but he was going to have the garden cleaned up. She loved the wildness of the garden but there were too many hiding places.

He knew this would be the last time they would be hanging out in the back yard. It wasn’t safe. At least until such time as their problems with their enemies had been sorted.

Walking into the back yard his steps faltered at the beauty before him.

A colourful throw was spread out underneath the big old tree in the centre of the lawn. His old lady was lying on it, their son next to her on a large cushion. She was barefoot, dressed in black stretch pants and a dark pink top, her hair almost a match for the damned thing.

He wouldn’t say anything but he couldn’t wait for her to go back to her natural hair colour.

With her incredibly light blonde hair and pale blue eyes she was his ice queen. And when her eyes flashed as he made her come she was his little cat, hissing and scratching.

Unfortunately he wouldn’t be doing that tonight, making her eyes flash.

Her doc had said no sex for a week or so. He was counting the days. They had a few to go before he would be able to make love to his woman, before he would be sliding inside the very best pussy in the world.

His thoughts must have somehow shown on his face because Rider sniggered when he walked up next to him.

“It’s going to feel like forever, brother, but before you know it the wait will be over. Patience.” He said with a wink.

“Fuck off.” Lucky said without any heat.

The shit eating grin on his friend’s face spoke volumes.

He ignored it and focused on his cousins, all with beers in their hands, lounging on the grass as Lure cooked steaks and burgers on the grill. A table had been brought out and it was loaded down with sides and crap.

“When did this happen?” He asked with a nod towards the group.

“Your sister arrived right after your cousins and organised the entire thing. She said Harper wasn’t going to run around entertaining the hordes when they could feed themselves.” Rider tilted a head towards the house.

“She’s in the kitchen arguing with one of the men who arrived with your cousins. She wasn’t very happy when she saw him.”

Lucky sighed and shook his head in frustration.

“It must be Louis. They have history and since she divorced the fucknut he’s been makin’ it clear he’s back in her life to stay. They were together and somethin’ happened, don’t know what and not goin’ to ask either. He ended it with her and she went off to college, met the fucknut, and married him. A big mistake that cost her years of her life and money to get out of.”

Lucky smirked as he looked towards the house, making sure she was still inside.

“She doesn’t know but my club brothers and I paid her ex a visit when he wouldn’t sign the divorce papers. He signed damned quick when I stood over him and explained how it was goin’ to go. He signs or he dies. Easy. Fucker signed and my sister got her freedom.”

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